"Hahaha!"
Garp's laughter rang out across the clear, sunny sea.
Smack—!
That was the sound of Garp striking someone hard on the shoulder.
"Kuzan, you've really got nerve. You dared to board the ship without even knowing where we were going. Puhahaha!"
Smack—!
Another heavy blow landed on his shoulder.
Aokiji endured Garp's repeated shoulder slaps. Apart from remaining silent, all he could do was force a bitter smile.
When Garp finally stopped, Aokiji rubbed his shoulder and asked, "So, what are we going to the West Blue for?"
"Oh, to meet an old acquaintance."
Garp answered bluntly.
"An old acquaintance? I thought we were heading to the East Blue."
"Hahaha!"
Garp slapped Aokiji again, then said solemnly, "This time is different."
"Different?"
Aokiji's eyes flashed with curiosity.
Garp slowly wiped the smile from his face and said seriously, "The old acquaintance I'm going to meet this time is Ghost Gun."
Aokiji was silent for a long moment before asking in surprise, "Ghost Gun? You don't mean the Ghost Gun from the Roger Pirates, do you?"
"Who else could it be?"
Garp looked at Aokiji strangely, as if saying that his question was rather pointless.
Aokiji fell silent again. He glanced around, and his gaze eventually settled on Garp's adjutant in the distance.
"Bogard, have you seen my bicycle?"
"No."
Bogard, the adjutant wearing a hat, shook his head.
Hearing that, Aokiji scratched the back of his head and silently stood up. He then bent down, preparing to fold up the deck chair and leave this ship that had given him a free ride.
Smack—!
Another blow from Garp landed on his shoulder.
Aokiji looked up, only to see Garp's carefree grin.
"Kuzan, the West Blue is a lot of fun."
"But the Ghost Gun you're going to find isn't